Dear Santa...

[Thanks to Melissa over at Operation Nice for giving me this idea!] Tonight, I'm writing my letter to Santa Claus. And then I'm going to mail it. I'm serious. It's worth a try - right?!

I don't have all the specifics worked out yet... but I think it will go something like this:

Dear Santa,

I know you haven't heard from me in a couple of decades, and at times—I admit—I may have faltered in my belief in you. But this year, I'm focused on the magical moments that make this season special. And really, what's more magical about the season than you?! I've been extra good this year... especially if you don't count those few incidents that happened back in the spring.

I think there are a few wishes that go without saying... world peace, an end to hunger, a reprieve in the sagging economy and good health. Besides that there's really not much I wish for:

1. Some insight. I've got lots of big decisions to make in the upcoming months... and I fear that my emotions will get in the way. If you could send me some insight or techniques to use besides the pros/cons list and the good-ole-gut ... that would be great.

2. A spa gift certificate. Do I really need to explain that one?

3. An end to this wait. It's been 15 months since we started this process (from application date) and I'm tired of it. I've been a real "trooper" through most of it... but it's really starting to get to me now. I know that finding the perfect child in 17 days is a tall order, so I'd even be happy with a sign that the end is near. Just something to renew my faith again in this process, something to remind me the wait is worth it.

But in all honesty, I'll appreciate whatever you leave under the tree! Except for coal... I really don't think I deserve coal - do you?!

Thanks Santa - I'll be listening for your sleigh bells!

Yours Truly, Christine

PS - In an effort to sweeten the deal I'll even put out the *good* cookies... you know the "full-fat" ones, not the reduced fat ones I eat. ;-)